Lyrics:
Now and then she rereads the manuscript
Of the entire torrid affair
They compared their licenses
He said, "I'm not a donor but
I'd give you my
見えないことが
実は見えてる
ズルいよ神様
僕にも見せてよ
命の項目だけでも
Unpublished manuscript
Unpublished manuscript
Unpublished manuscript, yeah
Unpublished manuscript
We have examined the manuscript. The information is complete, but does not conform to logical patterns. Flesh cannot be mutated into stone
And I'm left with a manuscript
That will grow old
And the secrets all told anyway.
So the song it is yours,
And the song it is mine.
And a cold wind
convenient time?
Funny how my memory skips while looking over manuscripts
Of unpublished rhyme
Drinking my vodka and lime
I look around
Leaves are brown,
convenient time?
Funny how my memory skips while looking over manuscripts
Of unpublished rhyme
Drinking my vodka and lime
I look around
Leaves are brown,
convenient time?
Funny how my memory skips while looking over manuscripts
Of unpublished rhyme
Drinking my vodka and lime
I look around
Leaves are brown,
of books and manuscripts
He could have touched flame to paper
Instead he lit a fire
Hoping she was born to be
Exactly what she longed to be
Daddy's girl
a manuscript with dates
find a sequence of tokens
the first pillar
approach the camilaire gate
many locked doors
across the worlds
the red pillar
This is how I feel right now
Obsolete manuscript
No one reads and no one needs
Pages lost, incomplete
No one knows what it means
Minds grow
skips
Looking over manuscripts
Of unpublished rhyme.
Drinking my vodka and lime,
I look around,
Leaves are brown,
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter.
"Voices of the Voynich Manuscripts" is a captivating musical journey that delves deep into the heart of one of history's most enigmatic puzzles. This
After clearing his throat
The speaker read from the manuscript
"Only forty-percent of all participants have remained alcoholic."
And we began
Left uninspired by the crust of railroad earth;
It touched the land to the pages of your manuscript.
I took my thumb off the concrete and saved up
there poison
The violent aspects of a tattered man
Let me respond to that if I can
Illuminated manuscripts written by hand
Accusations have been made
I've spent here
With my manuscript and rhymes
I've paid in cash for foolish pleasures
Mother dear you'd call them crimes
Raise the roof
Light
text and manuscripts but hands are full of blood Death to those
disheveled room,
Ludwig Von Beethoven is slumped over his piano
And on the piano sits the just completed manuscript for his tenth symphony.
It is his
the manuscript for years and years and years
You can't deal with it, there's nothing you can do
disheveled room,
Ludwig Von Beethoven is slumped over his piano
And on the piano sits the just completed manuscript for his tenth symphony.
It is his
that and as a matter of fact (rat-tat-tat-tat)
'Cause I never hesitate to put a nigga on his back
Yeah, so peep out the manuscript
You see that it's
nigga, please
Peep out my manuscript
You'll see that it's a must, I drop gangsta shit (biatch)
So recognize game from the gangsta
Things will remain
I preach the ways of Satan
Answer to his calls
In my shrine, my avernus
I translate manuscripts
On ancient Latin scrolls
I see the gates of Hell
I preach the ways of Satan
Answer to his calls
I translate manuscripts
On ancient Latin scrolls
In my shrine, my avernus
I see the gates of Hell
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